Mona, of the Barbaric Yawp, tells us yet again that the word of the week is Deja vu.
this all seems so familiar, she thinks to herself
looking across the expanse of just mopped hardwood floor
the curtain wrestling lazily with the breeze
the cat flicking her tail in and out of a shaft of sun
the note placed neatly on the kitchen table
she actually speaks it aloud: so familiar, she says
before kicking the chair out from under her feet
the startled cat bolts from the room
the note glides gently to the spotless floor
the curtain dances on, oblivious
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